Instead of being purely based on one entity,
this story takes background from Classic Donald Duck
cartoons, Ducktales, and Darkwing
Duck.

Written By

Stef With a F

And

Nightw2 (aka comickook)

Disclaimers: Disney owns most of these characters. Dumbella Duck's past as
Bella Widgeon is mine, as are the characters of Melanie Widgeon, Ronnie and Lisa
Mallard, and whomever else I mention in the future.

Author Notes: This story is a sequel to the stories "Back to the Nest" and
"Extended Wings". Reading those stories prior this one would help; though you
most likely could understand this story regardless.

Chapter 13: Going into the Twightlight

Written By:

Stefwithaf

"I don't like this," Donald said pacing back and forth.

"Oh Donald," Daisy said rolling her eyes, and slightly shaking her head.
"They are teenagers. Maybe they found some girls or something. Besides, it's not
that late."

Donald looked at his watch, and shook his head. It was just after 8PM, and
though it was true, that it was not very late, it was dark, since the last bit
of twilight light was about an hour ago.

"Yeah, it's not that late," he agreed. "But...they know they should check
in."

Daisy nodded.

"You know, maybe we should have let them have cell phones after all?" she
added.

Donald glanced over to Daisy for a moment.

"Maybe," he said quickly before returning his attention to the closed hotel
door.

Daisy laughed.

"Come on," she called. "Watch this movie with Melanie and me."

"Okay," Donald said as he got onto one of the Double beds, with Daisy and
Melanie. "What are we watching?"

"Duck Before Time!" Melanie shouted.

Donald turned to Daisy, "In English?"

Daisy looked perplexed for a second.

"Good question," she agreed, she looked at the brochure on the end table.

Daisy nodded. "There is an option for English... if we pay for one these pay
per view options."

"How much!" Donald asked. He didn't want to watch something in Portuguese yet
he wasn't going to pay an arm and a leg for something he could easily rent in a
few more months.

Daisy looked at the brochure once again which had currency conversion charts
on it.

"Only $5," she answered. "We can't really watch anything on TV, the only
thing in English is CNN."

Donald made a face. "I'm not in a mood to watch that, and that's not good for
Melanie to watch either."

Donald mumbled something under his breath. He was planning to go out tonight.
He loved spending time with his niece, but he didn't plan on being a sitter
tonight. Didn't she have a boyfriend? Why was she spending so much time with his
old college buddy?

Bella wiped her mouth with a napkin and looked up into Jose's eyes.

"It's getting late," she said, getting up from her seat and made her way
toward the railing near by, "I should be heading back to the hotel."

"So soon?" Jose said. "The night is still young, I thought we could go
dancing."

Bella looked at the near full moon. It was a pretty August night. The cool
breeze felt heavenly across her bare shoulders. It was 72 degrees, this late
winter night. And Bella stopped to dream how it might be if she would take
Jose's offer and dance the night away. She imagined his hand on her hip, pulling
her closer to him as they danced. How special it made her feel to have a man
caress her skin so gently. She stared at the moon, quietly, not saying a word.
Just allowing the feeling to penetrate into her soul.

"Bella?" Jose asked behind her, placing a palm on her shoulder.

"Are you alright? I am sorry if I made you uncomfortable. If you want to go
home...I'll take you home."

"No," Bella whispered under her breath, her back still to Jose, her thoughts
mixed with confusion and lust.

"I'm sorry?" Jose said. "Please..." he continued, gently gesturing her too
look at him, "Pardon, what did you say?"

"I'm a mother," she cried, not too convincingly, "I'm needed at home...I
mean... at the hotel."

"Donald and Daisy can care for them for the night," Jose insisted," Você
dançará com mim?"

Bella considered that for a moment. A few hours ago, her and Melanie were
walking in the garden, when Jose approached her and invited her to an evening
out. He asked Donald if he would mind watching Melanie for a few hours. A couple
more hours won't hurt, right?

He offered Bella his hand and asked again, "Please Bella, will you dance with
me?"

Bella eyed Jose's hand, internally thinking the manner over in her mind. Her
heart stopped, the moment her shaking hand reached out for Jose's offered hand.

"Okay," she declared. "I will dance with you."

Satisfied that his new Cyber-Eggmen were ready for their second attempt to
relieve the conference of its treasures, Steelbeak moved toward step two of his
plan. He picked up his favorite gun and made it toward the room where he was
keeping his hostages.

"Good Evening," he announced to his captures. "I hope that youse are enjoying
your stay at Chez-Moi. The military might have thought they saw the last of my
Cyber-Eggman and me but dey would be gravely mistaken. The Cyber-Eggmen are on
their way back to the conference. Dis time with a note. Youse see, if the
military don't gives me what I want. Well, I might have to take matters in my
own hands and elimination youse one at the time. And maybe after a few of youse
bit the big one the government will more persuasive to demands."

"The Brazilian Army will never surrender to the likes of evil!" one of the
captured guards vowed.

"The likes of evil, I'm honored," Steelbeak declared with a bow and a laugh
before he regain his posture and continued.

"The army will soon find dat cooperating will be in the best interest of the
city and country. F.O.W.L. can and will make the citizens of Rio pay if our
demands are not met," Steelbeak promised.

"Gag them," Steelbeak ordered before exiting.

Elsewhere, Gosalyn, Huey, Dewey, and Louie were considering their options.

"Gos, do you think the Fearsome Five will return to the scene of the crime
tonight?" Huey asked.

"Depends on if they were able to escape from prison already. Knowing Negaduck,
it is very possible that he freed them by now," Gosalyn answered.

Huey nodded.

"Then maybe we should stake out the museum tonight. Your ankle alright?"

Gosalyn sighed.

"It's fine. There are worse things to worry about, like making up a good
excuse for being out tonight. Dad is on that case with Steelbeak and ol' tin
grin's formidable enough that dad's probably going to be out AT LEAST all night,
but Morg IS back at the hotel and she'll be worried sick about me if I'm gone
all night without an explanation. "

"Right..." Huey agreed.

"Uncle Donald won't take us being out all night either," Dewey agreed.

Louie laughed, shaking his head.

"Not all. We need an excuse. Put that helmet back on!" Louie suggested.

"Yeah, Dewey put the helmet on," Huey agreed.

Dewey nodded, and started to put the helmet on and then stopped.

"Hey, what about this? We tell them that we found some girls, and that we are
hanging out at the beach and will be home before 11?" Dewey suggested. "I mean
we are teenagers. I mean, if I wasn't helping you and Gosalyn that is exactly
where I would be right now!"

Huey and Louie looked at each other and nodded.

"That's true!" they said in unison.

"Unfortunately, Webby would kill me if she thought I was stepping out on her
while in Rio." Louie pointed out.

"Also, it still doesn't solve my problem Dewey," Gosalyn informed, she then
turned her attention to Huey, "And you very well how my father is."

"Right...That I do," Huey said quickly. "Dewey put the helmet back on!"

Morgana walked back and forth.

"What a vacation this turned out to be!" she said to herself.

She looked at her two children that were sleeping near by. It was lucky that
they were safely in the bathroom earlier when Bulba paid his visit. She was able
to conquer him and put him in a deep freeze. Though the question remained in her
mind what to do if he somehow broke free. Some how he knew the exact hotel and
the exact hotel room she and her family were staying.

"Where are you Dark?" Morgana whispered under her breath. "And Gosalyn, where
are you?"

She closed her eyes quickly, mentally ordering any ill thoughts to exit her
mind, commanding herself to cease thinking the worse. She glared at the phone. A
simple phone call would work wonders to her psyche right now. It wasn't that
late, not yet 9:00. Yet, with the appearance of Bulba, tonight was not a normal
night. Morgana was well aware how frightened Gosalyn was of Bulba, and that even
at sixteen she would still be very vulnerable if he ever met up with her. She
read the letter Drake left for her and Gosalyn, so she knew about her husband's
impromptu SHUSH mission. Still, this only increased her worry and her hope that
he was all right.

Brrring!

Morgana ran to the phone and picked it up.

"Hello?" Morgana called.

"Morgana?" Gosalyn replied, somewhat relieved.

"Where are you?" Morgana asked.

Gosalyn bit her lip.

"Somewhere just outside the city. Dad home?"

Morgana shook her head. "No. I'm afraid not. Are you heading home?"

Gosalyn shook her head. She twiddled her thumbs, debating how much she should
tell her stepmother.

"Can you keep a secret?" Gosalyn asked.

The color momentarily drained from Morgana's cheeks.

"What type of secret?" she responded.

Gosalyn smiled.

"Quiverwing business." she informed uneasily. "Come on Morg, you know I'm
ready. I fought the Fearsome Five before. Not without dad, LP and you,
admittedly, but I've still fought them and I've been constantly improving my
Quack-Fu and archery skills as well as updating my trick arrows and costume
since the last time we had to fight all of them."

"The Fearsome Five?" Morgana questioned. "All of them?"

Gosalyn nodded, "Yes all of them. You had to know it was too good to be true
that Sparky blew his fuse for good."

"By yourself?" Morgana added.

Though she was glad that Gosalyn wasn't trying to tackle Bulba, she still
wasn't too uncomfortable with the idea of Gosalyn trying her luck, even her
skill, against the likes of five of Darkwing's most ruthless villains.

"What don't you wait until Darkwing can help you?" Morgana suggested.

"No time, and besides he has enough trouble on his own with Steelbeak. He
will probably be gone all night as well" Gosalyn revealed, just in case Morgana
didn't get a chance to read the letter Drake left for them both.

Morgana nodded and said "Yes, that's very likely true. Still, I don't want
you pursuing them alone. If I didn't have the children to worry about, I would
go help you."

"Don't worry, I'm not alone. The Speed Prince, Major Mind, Kid Quackles,
together with the Quiverwing Quack we are the Foursome of Fury, pretty cool,
huh?"

Morgana laughed. "Yeah, do be careful. I'm glad you called."

"I will, Thanks Morgana," Gosalyn said, before hanging up the phone.

"Well that was actually easy," Gosalyn said turning to Huey.

Huey nodded. "Yeah, though, I doubt Uncle Donald will be as easy."

"I'll handle it," Major Mind said, grabbing the phone.

To Be Continued

Author Notes: Hey all! To clear any confusion, if you do not already know. It
is winter in Brazil in August. I based temperature and twilight data off
Wunderground Dot Com, using August 8, 2003 as reference.

Co-Author note: Attention potential nitpickers! LOL Brad and I are
well aware of similarities to the boys' powers in this fic and the powers the
boys had as the T-Quad in Quack Pack. This was intended as a nod to Quack Pack.
And it's only slightly based, as you will see their powers in this fic are not
as excessive and they have different names. In closing thanks again for all your
great reviews!